Selection of prose and poetry
Prepare to meander along the rivers of paradox
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Joy
The skipping of a child The innocence of a smile The bouncing of colourful beads Flying yet tethered The delight of a warm breeze The scent of a salty ocean The sea air in one’s hair Brushing all clouds away The warmth of the sun The perfection of an instant The harmony of one’s mind…
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Rain
You get out of the metro station You did not expect it It rains! Or does it hail? Do you have an umbrella? No. You can run. You can wait. You can growl. You can also look inside You decide to smile You step up and out onto the path You start singing You feel…
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Writing for knowing
It can be hard to know what you already know. To take the time to pause and let everything sink in. In the race of life, busying oneself one task after another, getting a sense of worth through movement. Breathing helps finding realignment. Listening to the white noise, closing one’s eyes and observing the shift…
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Happy 36
As a result of a combination of upbringing sets of conditions routed in rationality, critical thinking, science and curiosity, I can fairly confidently say that there are not many things that I am sure of. I understand that the way we think, know and feel is engrained in the interlinkages of experiences that make up…